Mistreat

Hearts that don’t beat
Mouths with no smiles
Teeth that only gnaw
the flesh of children’s feet

Monsters in the wild
all disguised as beasts
In their blood runs bile,
in their veins exists no heat

Deserts with stained snow,
mountains cry in defeat;
people mistaken for animals,
preys not heard as they plead

Darkness sits on a throne
and revenge tastes so sweet
Pain cracks each bone
of corpses resting on the street

To hate, humans are prone
Even angels have learnt to cheat